La Bruixa A3 Poster

There was a time when destiny, far from being written by kings or prophets, was spun by invisible hands that wove in the shadows. Hands of care and shelter, that knew how to read fever and soothe weeping, that understood the phases of the moon and the exact weight of each seed. Deep hands, rooted in the memory of the earth, of powerful women who, outside the mandate and the law, carried an ancestral knowledge born of listening to the earth, the bodies, the cycles and the dreams.

They were called by a thousand names, but none with justice. Healers, seers, heretics, enchantresses, midwives, poisoners, harpies, necromancers, witches. All clumsy attempts to name that which could not be domesticated. They obeyed neither crown nor altar, and for that they were feared.

Untamed archetype of feminine wisdom, it reminds us that every art, every medicine, every revolution, once began with a woman alone before the world, armed only with her intuition and her desire.

All her power of manifestation is concentrated in Arcana 1 of the Profanus tarot.